Wordz of Wizdom

Heart as hard as Chinese arithmetic

Avant-guarder, not a heretic

Figure out a right rhyme, stick it in my cranium

Pete Nice, elemental like uranium

Throwin' joints, blowin' like a cool breeze

Swimmin' in, I lift on juice, I wax MCs

These hoes go frontin' on my Jimmy

I smack 'em on the back, sit 'em down

Say gimme some rhythm

Baby, loosen up my collar

I'll lay you out like a funeral parlor

Ready, willing, filling, killin' for a billion

Top, I never stop with Serch and Sam drillin' it

Soul in the Hole, MCs working

Kickin' it, vickin', the suckers who be jerkin'

Me and my posse are hardcore, you want some more

Reason that I'm squeezin' your girl (You never please her)

So I pleased, then I threw her in the gutter

Cut her off, my wisdom wiser, so I muster

Rows of all opposed, lows conquer all

Those who pose as dope, I say nope, I wear def clothes

Dapper like Dan fun, three the hard one

Never stigmatize as a rapper or I'll slap

You're stunned from my tongue as you run from the drum

Three the hard ways, wordz of wizdom

(This time there was three)

(One, two) Three the hard way

(This time there was three)

(One, two) Three the hard way

A branch of the hip-hop tip grills your dome

Your toe ingrown, low, showin' you ain't got nobody home

Prone to the microphone, light up, and take out

Make out your will, Bill, three is gonna break out the stylee

Me and P-E-T-E embark on a mission that's deadly

Break out the ammo, ayo, Sam-O, hook up the beat

And I'll lay the plan, oh, man

You just got taken, I took a head out

Attack on the back  of the six of the Guinness Stout

Usin', abusin' those of the past tense

Funning, gunning, but I'm summing up the nonsense

Three the hard way, cards laid are okay

Gettin' up and settin' up just for a payday

The minister's sinister (I ain't no devil)

Not a snake slitherin' scoundrel Sam level

This track to smack the smile off a doubter

The brother's another MC who's about

Frontin' like he's buntin', deceivin' the delinquent

Rappers on track, bustin' out a medium

For those opposed, who manifest a diss

Pete, tell 'em (Manifest this)

Not righteous, but might just make you wanna listen

Yo, I'm Elvis with the wordz of wizdom

(This time there was three)

(One, two) Three the hard way

(This time there was three)

(One, two) Three the hard way

A ludicrous Buddhist, Brutus when I do this

So true to this, perpetrators view this

Style empirical, lyrical, it's critical

Three the hard way, boy, you need medical attention

I'm like a surgeon in my left hand

Hold a microphone like a scalpel so you understand

Wordz of wizdom woven like a spider

Bitch on my tip, I get busy and I ride her

Uptown, then I drown her like a psycho-

Pathic 'cause I'm graphic on the mic, I never let go

Light-skinned, I eat dinner like a soul man

Prove with the rhyme, I'm down, Sam's hands

Transform strong (Too strong) as a good pitch

Switch up the wisdom, it's a word which

Kicks out the Benzi in a frenzy, it sends me

Up the Bronx River back to Brooklyn

Apprehends me like a D tech bustin' my man in the projects

I'll send you up north, I ain't gettin' respect

Prejudicial, your style artificial

As live as a limb that's attached to a cripple

It's simple, eliminate you like Gotti

I chill in Bed-Stuy and drive a Maserati

With the body of a freak on my side

How am I livin'? (How you livin'?)

Large and large with the wordz of wizdom

Hyper selective, Serch is attracting

Females who focused on the future, not slacking

Rhythmic, it's too quick, feel it, I let it flow

Sam Sever seas'll submerge, so let it go

Throughout or put out, lyrics like a D valve

Speak up, a deeper meaning as I leak out and seek out

A three the hard way endeavor

Pete Nice, Serch, produced by Sam Sever

Livin' in my shoes, boy, this is not Shoe Town

A showdown for Motown, it's a new sound

Lyrics that lick the tick off a timepiece

Foamin' at the mouth, punk, you need a leash

What are you, sick? I'm a slick, stupid scientist

Rhymin' that you can't comprehend (But you're buyin' this)

Record I'm wreckin', my homeboys are breakin'

Hopin' that you're copin', no slopin', I'm not takin' no shorts

'Cause I'm playin' the high post

Ask any girl in the place, who's the fly most?

Brother with a cover, shootin' to my crib-O

The tease wants to please, girls screamin' ditto

So I did this, I needed the bed rest

Hangin' with the bangin' on the strength, there's no contest

Physically or lyrically, it's my kingdom

Stingin' 'em and bringin' 'em the wordz of wizdom

(This time there was three)

(One, two) Three the hard way

(This time there was three)

(One, two) Three the hard way

Shammo, hook up the def mix

(All but three of the defendants were found guilty)

(All but three of the defendants were found guilty)

See ya

Yo, that's ridiculous